Cecilia had spent too many Love Points to secure all ranks of the last Scenario Banner. But something made it all not quite enough.
She needed to gather even more.
[Wait—you said the alley—]
"No one's here. It's fine to fit in a few thrusts," Oathran said, and before she could protest further, something entered her in one deep stroke.
"Uuu…hss…"
Cecilia whimpered, her body arching as the sudden fullness stole the breath from her lungs.
In the middle of the main street, one of her husband's cocks was sliding into her, stretching her where anyone could see. The blindfold made it worse, made every sensation sharper, every sound louder, every touch more intense.
"She's so wet..."
Whose cock was it? This smooth feeling... it felt like Arkai's. Yes. The thick glide of him, the way he filled her just so.
THRUST—THRUST—THRUST—
The wet sounds of their coupling echoed obscenely in the empty street, and Cecilia bit her lip hard. Oh, why was the sound so... so... "Mmm..."
